All Chapters of Forbidden Never Felt This Good: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

0161~ Joan ~"Celine?" I gasped, my voice catching in my throat as my fingers instantly scrambled across the screen, cutting the call with Emilio before he could utter another word.As she burst into my room, her eyes swept across the unmade bed, instantly locking onto the chaos scattered across my nightstand, the open weed packs, the half-burnt cigar rolls, the prescription pills, and the empty drawer. Now that I was forced to pay attention through her horrified gaze, I realized the room was suffocatingly thick with the heavy, skunk-like stench of weed."What the hell is going on here?" Celine demanded, her voice rising in sheer disbelief as she slammed the door behind her and marched further into the space.I sat up hastily, trying to pull the silk sheet over my lap, my heart racing from the sudden intrusion. "Celine, what are you even doing here—""What are you doing, Joan?" she interrupted sharply, gesturing wildly at the drugs and the dim, chaotic state of my bedroom. "Look at y

0163~ Aria ~I stepped through the automatic doors of the private wing and the sharp sting of antiseptic hit me first, followed by the sound of machines beeping.The corridor felt too quiet and that’s because this was a VIP section. When I pushed open the door to Luca’s room, the tension hit me like a physical thing. Luca lay propped against a stack of pillows, hospital gown loose around his shoulders, an IV taped to the back of one hand. Emilio stood by the window, arms crossed, jaw tight in that way that meant he was swallowing something important. Neither of them spoke. The air between them felt heavy, charged, and I knew, without needing anyone to say it, that it had to do with the mole.Someone inside their circle had nearly gotten him killed. The thought made my stomach twist hard.Mafia’s life is hard. I looked between them, waiting. Emilio caught my eye and gave a short nod.“Gotta see someone,” he said, already moving toward the door. His voice was flat, businesslike. “By

0165~ Aria ~It had already been three days since Luca was admitted to the hospital, and today he was finally transferred back home to the estate. Walking through the front gates, I couldn’t help but marvel at the grim irony of our situation. I couldn't believe the two strongest, most formidable men in this house, my father and Luca, were down at the exact same time.Despite the doctor’s strict orders for complete rest, Luca was already trying to move around the master suite the moment his feet touched the hardwood floor. I caught him trying to walk across the room on his own, his jaw clenched in stubborn determination. We ended up getting into a heated argument about it right there by the edge of the bed. It was clearly bruising his massive ego to be confined to a sickbed, relying on others, and feeling completely helpless when he felt he should be running the mafia."Luca, sit your hard-headed self back down!" I had scolded him, placing my hands firmly on his uninjured shoulder to

0167~ Luca ~The DreamI entered the dark house. The air smelled like smoke and old dust. There, right in the middle of the room, were Isabella and Aria, tied tightly to wooden chairs with heavy ropes. Behind them stood Joan, holding a burning lighter. Her eyes were wild and unhinged."I told you, Luca," Joan whispered, her voice ringing off the walls like a curse. "I will destroy everything that makes you happy."Before I could take a single step forward, she dropped the flame onto the petrol-soaked floor. A giant wall of fire exploded into the air, reaching for Aria and my daughter."No!!"I sat bolt upright in bed, my heart hammering against my ribs, panting and covered in cold sweat. My hand immediately clutched my abdomen, where the surgical stitches pulled painfully against my skin.I checked the nightstand clock. It wasn't even midnight yet. Next to the clock sat the heavy pain medication the doctor had prescribed. The strong pills had a way of knocking me out completely, caus

0169~ Luca~My heart didn't just break, it shattered into a thousand tiny, jagged pieces right there in my chest.You know that awful feeling when your own mind keeps whispering, I told you so? Why didn’t I just tell her earlier? Why didn’t I just clear up the mess and explain everything before it got this far? Now, at the worst possible time, in the worst possible place, the ugly truth had been dragged out into the open.I stood paralyzed, watching Aria walk away with Emilio. I didn't even know what to say or how to stop her. Should I shout out that it wasn't true? Should I run after her and cry, Aria, I am so sorry I didn’t tell you sooner?She wouldn’t even believe me. Even little Isabella would not believe me if I tried to spin a story like that right now.I could vividly imagine what had been racing through Aria's head in that exact moment. She must have felt so completely used, so utterly betrayed, standing there while a stranger exposed a life she never knew I had. God, I felt